When fiona and I arrived on the top of Exmoor we stopped at Wam Barrows for our usual feast of looking at the moor and watching the sky. We decided to drum … and very shortly acquired a very appreciative audience 🙂

The cows stayed, enchanted by the drumming as long as we kept it up. when we stopped they moo’d, really asking for more. Eventually they let us go. It was very impressive and humbling to play for them. I hope we can do it again next year.

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Elen Sentier

Author, teacher & wilderness woman. Born into a family of British cunning folk where the old ways were passed down since time out of mind. Lives with her cats, husband and a host of wildlife in the back of beyond, a magical twilight place between worlds, on the Welsh Borders.